"Yes, that..."
Feng Ma replied while grabbing Zhao Luo's arm.
He was looking straight at Zhao Luo with passion in his eyes.
The female disciples who were still looking at the two, couldn't help but fall to the ground as their noses started bleeding because of the hot scene going on in front of their eyes.
[A guy with shiny silver hair who was extremely handsome and tall, with broad shoulders, his arm, was being gripped by another guy whose height was similar but his black hairs were covering his eyes yet the intense stare of that drunken guy's hidden eyes could be imagined easily]
Zhao Luo had a smile on his face as he looked at the aggressive expression on Feng Ma's face.
Zhao Luo brought his handsome face closer to Feng Ma's ear.
"That's a secret, hehe."
Zhao Luo's chuckle entered Feng Ma's ear and he stumbled backward while letting go of his grip.
"Ah, I get it, brother."
